“Pfft-”

Andrius spat out two mouthfuls of blood, his face ashen.

The attack was too fierce. It was not something Andrius could endure. He struggled to stand up with the Argentum Qilin Spear, facing the figure wearing a devil mask.

It was none other than the Pontiff of the Sauro Church, St. Dmitri!

He looked at the severely injured Andrius with a cold smile, seemingly praising him but was actually full of disdain. “As expected of the Wolf King of Florence. Your reaction speed is first–class.

“Unfortunately, in the face of absolute strength, it’s useless no matter how fast your reaction speed is.

“What a shame. What a shame!”

him

his eyes and stared coldly at the

clearly sense the vast power hidden beneath the opponent’s chilling

a Martial Saint expert. Furthermore, he was

top–tier expert was

at St. Dmitri and instructed, “You and Arctic Fox take Princess Katalina away from here. Avoid conflict with enemies as much

Andrius finished speaking, a sense of tragedy and sorrow

Arctic Fox both knew how

reluctant. “Arctic Fox and I will stay behind to buy you some

also said, “Wolf King, you’re the lynchpin of the Lycantroops. You can’t die here!”

an astonishing resolve when facing death, all

escape.” Andrius frowned and snorted, “If you think of me as the Wolf King, then stop hemming and hawing

words, Noir and the Arctic Fox gritted their

the Argentum Qilin Spear and advanced

with a disdainful expression. “No

these individuals had been present when his son was

as he spoke…

Swoosh…

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